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Yes. Look at us A friggin' circus Clowning around with our very essence Take a giant mallet and pound each other senseless Yes. Look at us A friggin' circus Monkey around with the world stage cage Until we're known as The Disparage Age Sword swallowing flame breathing sideshow Everyone's a freak? Where did the audience go? Speak... Or, are you some sort-of mime? Speak... Or, have we run out of time? Waaa... the show is over I never figured what it's all about And, on my way out... I look at my shoe and discover I've stepped in elephant dung As I listen to our swan song sung I shout, "I want my money back!" But, no matter how much fuss I can't stop the clowns in this circus